I'm not sure whether it was the little slip in the bathtub or sitting on the hard choir benches at Ormond or my bad sleeping posture that did it. But the result of one of the aforementioned occasions is that my tailbone is now SORE and I can't sit down, or walk, or even STAND properly!!!
I now literally have a pain in the butt :p
Tuesday 30 March 2010
Wednesday 24 March 2010
It's Been Awhile!
Wow. Just checked my blog and realised that the last time I had written something on it was more than 2 months back! This is officially the longest dry spell I've had. Ever. It's funny to note that the only reason for this absence is that I have had many more pressing matters to attend to than typing up posts that question the meaning of life or marvel at the wonders of retail therapy (for example) i. e. I actually had a life.
Another thing that I am beginning to notice now is that I have lost a large chunk of my ability to put my thoughts to words in an effective and coherent manner. The thinking part of my brain is working just fine - firing off at an average of about 10 thoughts per second. It is the communicative part of my brain that needs some oiling. I'm not entirely sure if the previous 2 sentences make any sense, but bear with me - the oiling process is a long and tedious one, not for the faint-hearted...
So anyway, since this post has evolved to become one that ridicules my own intelligence (or lack of), I might aswell share a teeny story about a silly thing I did today. Please note that like the previous part of this post, what you are about to read may or may not make much sense or be much of a story... It will all be decided shortly. So my story:
I had just finished my tutorial and was walking back home when I was hit with an urgent craving for hot chocolate. "Aha!", I thought to myself. "I shall get myself a cup at the cafe next to the Law Building. Shobana, you genius." I then proceeded to walk to the said cafe and order myself a medium hot chocolate. I was given a receipt with a number on it, and cleverly stood in such a way that I was close enough to hear my number if it was called out yet far enough to be out of the way for other people who wanted to place their orders. There I stood for a good 10 minutes thinking "Gee, these baristas sure like to take their time with the orders". And then it hit me - I'd been waiting at the wrong place the whole time!!! Meh. Walked the 3 steps it takes to get to the drink counter and saw my hot chocolate on it. There are no words to describe my embarrassment at having waited like an idiot in the wrong part of the cafe the whole time. And mind you, this was a really tiny cafe! So I grabbed my now cold hot chocolate and power-walked back to my apartment, making sure that my hair covered as much of my face as possible just in case someone I knew had witnessed my stupid moment (which in retrospect is highly improbable, but it's better to be safe than sorry?).
Hah! You'd think from reading this story (I've decided that it sounds quite like a proper story after all) that I must have some form of mental retardation/self-esteem issues. But hey, it only happens to the best of us :p
Oh and since I haven't ogled at him in a while, here is a hawt picture of Wang Lee Hom to wrap up this post :)
Another thing that I am beginning to notice now is that I have lost a large chunk of my ability to put my thoughts to words in an effective and coherent manner. The thinking part of my brain is working just fine - firing off at an average of about 10 thoughts per second. It is the communicative part of my brain that needs some oiling. I'm not entirely sure if the previous 2 sentences make any sense, but bear with me - the oiling process is a long and tedious one, not for the faint-hearted...
So anyway, since this post has evolved to become one that ridicules my own intelligence (or lack of), I might aswell share a teeny story about a silly thing I did today. Please note that like the previous part of this post, what you are about to read may or may not make much sense or be much of a story... It will all be decided shortly. So my story:
I had just finished my tutorial and was walking back home when I was hit with an urgent craving for hot chocolate. "Aha!", I thought to myself. "I shall get myself a cup at the cafe next to the Law Building. Shobana, you genius." I then proceeded to walk to the said cafe and order myself a medium hot chocolate. I was given a receipt with a number on it, and cleverly stood in such a way that I was close enough to hear my number if it was called out yet far enough to be out of the way for other people who wanted to place their orders. There I stood for a good 10 minutes thinking "Gee, these baristas sure like to take their time with the orders". And then it hit me - I'd been waiting at the wrong place the whole time!!! Meh. Walked the 3 steps it takes to get to the drink counter and saw my hot chocolate on it. There are no words to describe my embarrassment at having waited like an idiot in the wrong part of the cafe the whole time. And mind you, this was a really tiny cafe! So I grabbed my now cold hot chocolate and power-walked back to my apartment, making sure that my hair covered as much of my face as possible just in case someone I knew had witnessed my stupid moment (which in retrospect is highly improbable, but it's better to be safe than sorry?).
Hah! You'd think from reading this story (I've decided that it sounds quite like a proper story after all) that I must have some form of mental retardation/self-esteem issues. But hey, it only happens to the best of us :p
Oh and since I haven't ogled at him in a while, here is a hawt picture of Wang Lee Hom to wrap up this post :)
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